Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1887-06-11

| ~tilities, but tried to reach up and get
hold of the sword Of heaven, and the
prayer Of the northern and southern
pulpits gave more information to the
heavens about the best mode of settling
this trouble than was ever used. For
four years both sides tried to get hold
of the Lords thunderbolts, but could
not quite reach them. AT the breaking
out of the war we had not for months
heard of my dear uncle, Samuel j.
Talmage, president of the Oglethorpe
university in Georgia. He was about
the grandest man | ever knew, and as
good as good could be. The first we
heard Of him was his opening prayer
in the confederate congress in Rich
mond, which was reported in the New
York papers, which prayer if answered
would, to say the least, have left al his
northern relatives in very uncomfort-
able circumstances. The ministry at
the north prayed one way, and the
ministry at the south prayed the other
way. No use in hiding the fact that
the north and south cursed each other
with a whitening and all-consumlng
curse.
FRATERNAL FEELING.
Beside that antipathy Of war time l
place the complete accord of this time.
Not long ago a meeting in New York
was held to raise money to build u
home at Richmond tor crippled con
federate soldiers, the meeting presided
over by a man who lost an arm and Il
leg in fighting on the northern side,
and the leg not lost so hurt that it does
not amount to much. The cotton eX-
hibition held not long ago at Atlanta
was attended by tens of thousands of
northern people. and by Gen. Sherman,
who was treated with kindness, rs
though they had neqer seen him before.
AT the New Orleans exhibition, held
two years ago, every northern state
was represented. A thousand fold
kindlier feeling after the war than be-
fore the war. No more use Of gun
powder in this country, except for rife
practice, or
), FpIkIH oF JUI1
pyrotechnics, or a shot at n roebuck il
the ACirondacks. Brigadier general,
in the southern confederacy making
4 their fortunes as lawyers in the north
: ern cities. Rivers of Georgia, Ala
/. bama and North Carolina turning mill
of New England capitalists. The oil,
p lions of war-Fort Sumter, and Moul
trie, and lafayette. and Pickens, an'
r Hamilton, sound asleep on their irol
paws, and instead of raising money t
G keep enemies out of New York harbor
raising money for the Bartholdi statu
n on Bedloe's Island, figure of Gbert,
with uplifted torch to light the way t
d all who want to come in. Instead @
war antipathies, when you could no
It cross the line between the contestant
without fighting your way with kee
n steel, or getting through by passe
IS carefully scrutinizcd at every step b
If bayonets, you need only a railroa
II ticket from New York to Charleston c
lie New Orleans, to 90 clear through, an
N there is no use for any weapon sharpe
II or stronger than a steel pen. Sine
10 the years of time began their roll, ha
d there aver been in about two decade.
N such an
10 oyERMASTERING A~NTITHESIS
as between the war Of complete bite,
= ness, and this time of complete syn
10 patty?
Contrast also the domestic life
those times with the domestic life {
III these times. Many of you were eitht
~ leaving home or far away from it, con
8 m%unicating by uncertain letter. VIII
ia a morning that was when you lei
s. home! Father and mother crying
Tn sisters crying, you smiling outside bl
10 crying inside. Everybody nervou
10 and excited. Boys of the blue an
Ill gray! whether you started from til
es banks of the Hudson, or the Savannah
Us or the A~ndroscoggin, don'tyou remen
Ia Der the scenes at the front door, at tn
u rail car window, on the steambo;
- landingp The huzza could not drow
ne out the suppressed sadness. Don
you remember those charges to writ
III home often, and take good care
IT, yourself, be good boys, and the goot
~ bye kiss which they thought, and yo
thought might be forever. Then tt
inconsistencies as you paced the rive
IN bank on a starlight night on pick
H. duty, and the sly tears which yo
IT, wiped off when you heard a group
the camp fire singing the plantatio
y song about the old folks at home. II
IT. dinner of hard tack on
nc THANKSGIVING DAY,
Ok and the Christmas without any pre-
ents, and the long nights in the no
n pital so different from the sicknes
r when you were at home with mothe
and sister at the bedside and the clOc
in the hall giving the exact momer
for the medicine; and that forced marc
" when your legs ached, and your hea
e. ached, and your wounds ached. an
Of more than all your heart ached. Hom'
ne sickness which had in it a s~uflocatlo
n and a pang worse than death. va
IS never got hardened as did the guard
al man in the Crimean war who hear
lie lessly wrote home to his mother:
+, IL do no want to see any more CT,
ia ipr ~iatfors Gonna IN tho f'rin1aa fro